It's The Little Things

You can burn my houseYou can cut my hairYou can make me wrestle nakedWith a grizzly bearYou can poison my catBaby I don’t careBut if you talk in the moviesI’ll kill you right there

It’s the little thingsIt’s just the little thingsAw it’s the little thingsIt’s just the little thingsYeah it’s the little thingsThat drive me wild

I’m like a mad dogI’m on a short leashI’m on a tight ropeHanging by a threadI’m on some thin iceYou push me too farWelcome to my nightmareNo more Mr. Nice Guy

You can steal my carAnd drive it into the lakeYou can stick me in the ovenAnd put it on bakeYou could throw a big brickThrough my window paneBut if I ever hear you ask meHow I got my name

It’s the little thingsIt’s just the little thingsAw it’s the little thingsIt’s just the little thingsYeah it’s the little thingsThat drive me wild

I’m like a mad dogI’m on a short leashI’m on a tight ropeHanging by a threadI’m on some thin iceYou push me too farWelcome to my nightmareNo more Mr. Nice Guy

I’ve done it allI mean I been everywhereI’ve been beatenI been stabbedI been hungI been burried aliveAnd I can deal with thatBut its the little thingsI’ve done it allI mean I been everywhereI’ve been beatenI been stabbedI been hungI been burried aliveAnd I can deal with thatCuz its the little things

It’s the little thingsIt’s just the little thingsYeah it’s the little thingsJust the little thingsAw just the little thingsThat drive me wild

I’m like a mad dogI’m on a short leashI’m on a tight ropeHanging by a threadI’m on some thin iceYou push me too farI’m just a psychoPathic psychoPathic

I’m like a mad dogI’m on a short leashI’m on a tight ropeHanging by a threadI’m on some thin iceYou push me too farWelcome to my nightmareNo more Mr. Nice Guy

It’s just the little thingsAw it’s the little thingsIt’s just the little things